But I didn’t need to be sad for too long—no fucking way. Gatlin gently passed the still out-to-it Naja to Finlo, who cuddled her gently on his lap. Then my Alpha stood and swaggered toward me. He was so fucking sexy that he immediately made my dick hard again. I could be dead and I would pop one last boner for a naked Gatlin.
He tugged me up until I was standing on wobbly legs, and kissed me reverently before moving behind me. “You honor us today, Omega.” He made my heart race in my chest and my dick twitch against my stomach. The pheromones were riding me hard, which meant we’d all be inhaling the scent equivalent of Viagra for days.
“Put your seed in me, Alpha. I yearn,” I purred, and it was like I had a link directly to the Alpha Manix who clawed inside of Gatlin. The Alpha pounced, trying to bend me but I held firm. I’d make Gatlin work for it, prove to myself again and again that this man, this Manix, was a worthy mate. A worthy Alpha.
He grabbed my cock and my knees buckled, making me fold in half to catch myself as he stroked up roughly. “Low blow, Alpha,” I teased and his throaty chuckle was just as much Manix as man. He had me bent nearly in half, my ass high in the air and my forearms resting on the raised edge of the sunken couch. Grabbing his cock, he notched himself against my ass and then plunged inside, making my eyes roll back in my head. The Omega’s satisfaction of breeding with my Alpha rushed through my veins, heightening my pleasure and my body’s receptiveness. He felt different to Finlo, girthier but not as long, and he stretched me. His knot was bigger too—fuck, sometimes I worried that he’d split me in half—but it hurt so damn good. He continued plunging into me, his foot resting on the raised edge of the couch, like he needed more leverage. I could almost taste his cock, it was going that deep, but I loved it. He knew I loved it. I stroked my cock as it throbbed in time with my staccato heartbeat. I could feel him growing, feel his knot spreading my entrance, trapping the cum inside me, increasing the chances of fertilization. Our bodies were made for this, and thank the Goddess, it was so much fun.
Just before he locked me in tight with his knot, he withdrew, slumping down into the pillows, his back resting against the side of the sunken couch, and pulled me down onto his lap, sliding back into me easily. My muscles were too weak to move but that didn’t bother Gatlin—he held me still as he fucked me just as hard from the bottom. His knot began to swell, and I let out a low, stifled moan. I wanted to roar it from the rooftops, but I also didn’t want to wake Naja. She’d given us everything. She deserved her rest.
All thoughts of anything but the feel of Gatlin inside me ceased as he began to stroke my dick in time with his thrusts, until he was knotted all the way tight inside me, barely achieving small strokes. Then he squeezed the base of my cock hard, making me whimper. I soon came in long ropes that scattered across the cushions, and he came inside me in hard pulses.
My eyes rolled back in my head again, and I collapsed back against him, writhing, taking him as deep as I could.
He grabbed my hips, holding me still. “You did such a good job, Omega. I love you.”
His huge hand spanned my abs, stroking gently like he was willing the Goddess for a miracle. It wasn’t a miracle though, it was Manix biology. The true miracle was laying curled in Finlo’s arms.
Days of being a heightened, horny mess caught up with me, and my eyes shuttered closed as I finally let oblivion take me, content that I was safe and that for the first time in my life, I’d fulfilled my role as Omega.
I woketo Ellar lifting me into his arms, which was hilarious because he was just a tad taller than me, but about as lean. If anyone was looking, it would seem like he was carrying a giant noodle down the stairs.
I looked over my shoulder at the two passed out Alphas, but no Naja. Panic lit up my chest until Ellar thrummed soothingly. “Seven has her. He’s going to put her in the shower and then tuck her into bed. I’ll put you in there with her, but I think you should wash in your bathroom first. Give her a little room to process.”
I nodded, and snuggled into Ellar’s chest. He didn’t have to be He-Man to be sexy as hell, or for me to love him completely. When I got to my ensuite, I realized he’d drawn me a bath. People always went on about the prestige of Omegas, and how every Pack needed strong Alphas, but no one ever mentioned that it was the Betas who held us all together. They were the glue, and I had gotten so lucky with the two that were mine. He lowered me down into the water, and I sank into the hot bubbles with a sigh, my muscles well used. Ellar moved to his knees beside me on the cold slate tiles, picking up the washcloth floating in the water and beginning to drag it slowly over my skin. The sensation made my eyes fall closed.
“How did it go?” El murmured softly, and I opened my eyes and smiled.
No, it wasn’t a smile. It was a face-splitting grin. I grabbed his hand and placed it over my abs. “It went perfectly. It was like our bodies just knew what to do.”
Ellar’s eyes fell to my stomach. “It's weird to think they’re in there, turning into our cubs. I just…” He shook his head and looked entirely overwhelmed, a feeling I understood completely. We were not done, of course. According to my biology teacher in high school, the unfertilized eggs would last between twelve to twenty-four hours before they were absorbed back into my body. I wanted them all, and I wanted all my mates to have a chance at producing a cub.
I grabbed El’s hand and tugged him closer. “Take off your clothes and get in the bath,” I whispered, and his eyes lit up.
He stood, kicking off his clothes, before coming to kneel in the bath. We’d invested in a big tub because honestly, there were a lot of us and we enjoyed some bath time craziness. I rolled so I was on my hands and knees, and Ellar slid in behind me, his already hard cock rubbing between my ass cheeks.
Then he paused. “I didn’t bring in any lube.”
I almost laughed at my sweet, gentle Beta. I was about to tell him it was okay when Seven appeared at the door, lube in hand and a grin on his face.
“Ask and you shall receive. Literally,” he laughed, swaggering into the bathroom with that cocky self-assurance that was entirely Seven. He tossed the lube to Ellar, then knelt beside the tub, right near my head, so he could lean forward and take my lips in a searing kiss. At the same time, Ellar slid his well-lubed cock inside me in a slow, delicious stroke, and I moaned into Seven’s mouth.
This was nice, not the frantic insanity of the heat and the yearning all crashing together in an avalanche of pheromones. I was making love with my mates, in the hopes that we’d create a family. It was beautiful. Seven continued to kiss me, and it was at odds to El. El was making love to me with his body, but Seven? He was fucking me dirty with his tongue, nipping and biting, his hands tight in my hair.
“Harder,” I groaned against Seven’s lips, and Ellar began to thrust in earnest, panting.
His fingers gripped my hips harder. “But I won’t last.”
Seven broke away, looking over the top of my head as I rested it on the side of the bath. “That’s the fucking point, El.”
As if he’d gotten permission, Ellar fucked me hard until he was blowing inside of me. It didn’t have the force of an Alpha and his knot, so the chances of having a cub that was his was low, but it was worth a try. The idea of a little golden-eyed, curly-haired miniature of Ellar made my heart thump.
He pulled out gently, and Seven grinned. He unbuttoned his jeans and then climbed into the tub fully clothed, kissing Ellar as he slipped out. “Let’s put some cubs inside you, hey?”
Ellar grunted. “Charming, Sev.”
My laugh turned into a moan as Seven slammed inside me, and I knew that if anyone could beat the odds and create Beta offspring, it was Seven.
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